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Chapter Thirty One

Game Plans

General POV

For once he woke slowly, with none of the pressing concerns that plagued his every waking moment. Instead he felt sated. Languorous. Well rested. It could have been the luxurious bed that he slept in. It could have been the actual sleep that he'd gotten.

Or it could simply have been the insanely hot man who was currently hanging onto him like a limpet. The insanely hot man who'd spent half the night shoving his large, hard cock up his ass. His back was pressed to a firm, muscled chest that had filled out in the two years they hadn't met, their legs tangled, his strawberry's arm wrapped securely around him.

Well, Shit, like that hadn't been a foregone conclusion since he'd met the strawberry again, but it galled him how fast he'd fallen. He felt his cheeks color and was glad that Ichigo couldn't see.

And on that note.

He stiffened in preparation to pull away and exit the bed.

Ichigo growled and pulled him tighter against his body, if that was at all possible. "Damned early riser. Go back to sleep, it's too early to get up."

"Well, not all of us are sybarites," Uryuu commented tartly. "Indulging as they see fit. Some of us work hard."

"Oh in rare form this morning, I see," Ichigo drawled. "It won't change anything Uryuu."

"I need coffee." It was a blatant evasion. "I have class at eight thirty."

"Shit Uryuu it's only six. I want to cuddle." He nuzzled into the raven's hair. "There's so many things better than coffee. And I can get you to school well before eight thirty."

Uryuu could just guess what those things were.

"Idiot, I'm getting up."

Suiting these words to action, Uryuu pushed at Ichigo's arms and pushed the covers back…..

….And found himself trapped under Ichigo's strong, lean body.

It was so fast and smooth, he hardly felt any disorientation at all.

"I see someone needs more lessons in taking directions," Ichigo murmured slipping between his legs, forcing them to curl around his hips as he lowered himself onto Uryuu's body, his fingers clasping in his hair to gain a secure hold. He pulled sharply and Uryuu gasped in surprise, the playful cuddly kitten suddenly morphing into a deadly, serious, dominate lion. He was suddenly reminded of the last days of his year spent in the same high school. Reminded of the intense gaze that had focused on him in the days after their encounter.

Ichigo's gaze hadn't wavered from him then, it didn't seem like it would now. It was as intense as ever, as penetrating as ever. Golden eyes seemed to look deep into the spiritual part of him, dissecting him. Taking him apart. Even in the gloom of impending dawn.

Ichigo's hard cock pressed into his own, and a bolt of pleasure made him squirm and press against his nemesis.

"I don't take orders!" He snapped. "If I did, I wouldn't have attended this university against my father's wishes."

He felt the smug air pouring off of Ichigo. "You give way too much power to your father. Do you think he can stop me from claiming you?" Ichigo asked seriously. "I'd just make a call to my dad and that situation is handled."

"What?" Uryuu asked breathlessly. "You dad has never managed to make my father back down."

"Really?" Ichigo laughed. "I have it on good authority that that was all an act in front of you, so you wouldn't be ashamed of your father but behind closed doors he obeys my father explicitly."

"Wha't?" He could never imagine his father as being submissive to Ichigo's father. "Why the hell would he do that?"

"Because you're not the only Ishida irresistible to a Kurosaki?" Ichigo mused.

Uryuu was predictably horrified by this prospect and distracted from his own predicament for the moment.

"Our dads!?"

He couldn't wrap his mind around it. They'd been rivals for so long, Ichigo's dad owning the local clinic and Uryuu's being the resident surgeon at the hospital there. "When did that start?"

Ichigo chuckled, "About two years ago and hey aren't you forgetting something?" He asked hips moving in a long, sinuous rock. Warm pleasure returned to remind him exactly where he was at this moment.

"I'm the only one you should be worrying about right now." Ichigo's voice firmed, darkened as he draped over Uryuu, his mouth whispering over his throat. "Can you take me again?"

Uryuu opened his mouth to negate, felt the throbbing pulse of his reaction and nodded instead, his voice low and smooth. "Yes."

He was mortified but Ichigo felt so perfect against him and the memory of that perfect, long, hard cock inside him made him heat up from the inside just thinking about it. He wanted to feel that again, his libido out of control after just one night. There was no help for it. He now knew how Ichigo felt. How he filled him. How the slip and slide of his lion's body had brought him to the ultimate pinnacle.

The ache deep inside of him was pleasure bordering on pain. It seemed that the gates he barred over his desire for Ichigo had burst and there was nothing to hold back the tide. So in the dim light of the dawn he pushed up against Ichigo, secretly loving the way the berry stretched out over his body, the way his large hands slid down to cup ass as he positioned him where he wanted him.

Where Uryuu wanted him.

He was still slick and wet from the night before and his body opened begrudgingly as Ichigo began to push with that patient force he'd exhibited since he'd come back into Uryuu's life. He bit his lip to keep the soft whimper under wraps as the thick hardness breached him, sliding in until his ass rested against Ichigo's hips. Ichigo sighed, nipping hard at his throat, worrying the still present mark of his obsession and Uryuu cringed with the thought that it would be darker tomorrow.

"Don't hold back," Ichigo whispered against the bruised flesh. "Let me hear everything. Every little whimper, every little moan. Don't hide yourself from me. I'll know it all anyway."

He would.

Suddenly the memory of burning eyes following his every step assulalted him. The berry had seen everything then. His hope. His fear. His desire. He realized that then that he'd been looking at Ichigo as much as Ichigo had looked at him. Ichigo had had the courage to act upon it whereas he hadn't too cowed by his fear of being out of control.

"You're thinking to hard," Ichigo admonished quietly. "Let go. I'll take care of you, just surrender."

That was exactly what he was afraid of. A wild vision of him kneeling at Ichigo's feet, a discreet collar encircling his throat assaulted his mind, but in the vision he welcomed it. Relished it. Relished the fact that his master loved to see him this way.

Fuck!

He opened his mouth to deliver a scathing retort when Ichigo withdrew from his body. Several inches, but if felt like the world had stopped, even though he felt and been ravished by the berry all night. The withdrawal stopped his words so effectively he felt that a he wouldn't speak for a week. The pleasure/pain lanced through him and he couldn't make a sound as his berry powered back in suddenly, breathing heavily as he was fully seated again, his breath stuttering as Uryuu clenched around him in helpless response.

"Shit you feel so good Uryuu. So tight and hot around my cock."

Long, thick fingers slid around his entrance, detailing the stretched flesh that circled his cock as he tilted Uryuu's hips for maximum penetration, pressing deeply into the body underneath his, the head of his cock firmly against the center of pleasure. Uryuu gasped in surprise, flames of thrill shooting through his body. Ichigo's mouth bit as his throat in response.

"Ichigo!" His voice was weak in the wake of the sensations that crowded his body. He didn't know which way was up or down as Ichigo began plunder the bounty of his core leisurely, tight strokes as he barely retreated from his body before powering back in.

Suddenly Ichigo reared up, the head of his delicious stalk pressing solidly against his prostate as he caught Uryuu's mouth in a heated kiss rocking powerfully in his body in concise, controlled thrusts. Uryuu mewled around his tongue, flashes of bliss shot through his limbs. He undulated blindly, his legs falling open further, opening himself eagerly for the pounding rhythm. His hands clenched in the strands of Ichigo's hair keeping their mouths together as he writhed beneath the strawberry, mindless with the rapture that Ichigo's body evoked.

He was lost to sensation, Ichigo's hands tight around his ass, his mouth sealed over his as he ravished him, forcing ecstasy on him. The euphoria fell on his body, too much suddenly and he tensed, bowing under Ichigo's heavier weight, airy at the zenith of his orgasm.

"Shit!"

Ichigo ripped his mouth from his, moaning against his throat as Uryuu's body spasmed, clenching around him, pulling his own climax with heated convulsions, spilling himself into the hot body beneath him.

The return to reality was soft and slow, Ichigo's breaths against his shoulder harsh. Somehow he couldn't muster up the mortification when he realized he's been totally distracted from his original goal of leaving the bed. He felt too good. He made a soft sound as Ichigo rolled off of him, pulling him into the warm cove of his arms, their chests pressing together as they breathed together.

"Damn Uryuu if you keep doing this to me I won't survive until graduation."

"Don't blame me you damned pervert, " Uryuu managed. "I was trying to get up and get ready for school." Belying his words he snuggled closer to the berry, totally relaxed in his satiation. He must have fallen asleep again because suddenly Ichigo was shaking him awake.

"C'mon Uryuu if I let you sleep any longer you'll kill me."

"What?"

"School remember?"

He was fully wake in an instant. "Damn! What time is it?"

"Six-thirty. Let's take a shower and I'll take you home to get dressed and take you to school."

He moved in a haze as Ichigo washed him, running the towel over him tenderly before helping him dress. His mortification had yet to surface, though he couldn't seem to take his eyes off Ichigo as he pulled his own clothes on, his golden body flexing as he moved, advertising like a male fitness magazine.

He blushed when Ichigo entwined their fingers as they walked down the stairs, though it seemed a little late for that. But the mortification slammed into him full force when they entered a crowded kitchen filled to the brim with savory smells.

A short, slim blonde woman was sliding a plate to Sasuke who was leaning against the island, a slight smile decorating his face. A sullen Zero was sitting at the kitchen table sitting between the twins, ignoring them as he shoveled food into his mouth. The king was staring at a lap top sipping coffee, the prince looming over the silverette speaking quietly. They all looked beautifully disheveled and Uryuu could only guess what had occurred between the three last night. But he'd bet it would be a good guess. When he entered the room, Zero's eyes flickered up to his and they were filled with bemusement. It morphed to a plea for an instance before the blonde at his side caught his attention. He could understand the sentiment, his flush glowing hotter as Ichigo brushed a kiss across his temple before moving to the coffee pot.

"Have a seat and I'll get breakfast for you."

He turned to the small woman that was suddenly next to him. She smiled at him kindly. "It won't take but a moment to get a plate ready for you."

He opened his mouth to demur and caught a hard look form Ichigo who shook his head slightly. Catching the subtle hint he sidled up to the island and sat in one of the stylish chairs, his body heavy. He glared at Sasuke, doing his best impression of his father.

"Where is Naruto?"

"Sleep." Black eyes met his amused. "You must be Uryuu. Nice to meet you." His brow quirked. "If you like I can wake him up so that you see that he's safe?"

"Oh posh, don't go waking that poor boy up," The petite woman scolded sliding his own plate in front oh him. "He has his hands full of Sasuke as it is. He must be exhausted." Uryuu froze his eyes swinging to the short woman.

"Hey Mary!" Sasuke protested. "I'm not that bad." He laughed outright at her pointed look. "This is Uryuu by the way. Uryuu, Mary."

Uryuu nodded politely, wondering how in the hell he'd gotten himself in this situation. No, scratch that Naruto had gotten them into this situation by insisting on this school. But maybe it was worth it, he amended as he tucked into his breakfast of eggs, bacon and waffles. It was exquisite. He wondered how someone managed to turn a simple breakfast into heaven.

Ichigo laughed at his obvious surprise. "Yeah, Mary's a miracle worker."

"One would have to be to survive this rapscallion through his teenage years," Mary replied innocently, eyes gleaming.

It was surreally domestic and Uryuu found himself eating, his hands moving automatically as he tried to make sense of it. He was still in a daze when Ichigo dropped him off at school after taking him back to his dorm to change.

Watching Ichigo's car disappear, he opened the note that Zero had managed to slip him under the ever watchful eyes of the twins.

I have a plan, call me when you're alone xxx-xxx-5789

He hoped it was a good one. No, a fucking fantastic one.

Or they were going to be swallowed up by the desires of the bad boys.

ROTN

Fai stare dumbfounded at the apparition in front of him, because he had to be a shade right? Because Kurogane couldn't be standing in his doorway at seven o'clock in the fucking morning right? He was so bright that it almost hurt his eyes.

And how the fuck had he gotten into the building?

Kurogane was leaning against his door jamb dressed in all black, black leather jacket hugging his packed form, his eyes clear, alert and stern. And way too intense for before coffee. He filled the doorway, dwarfing the world. Fai's mouth opened, closed, opened again before he bit his lip to get it under control. He was way too sexy, tempting Fai to grab his collar and pull him into his room and 'talk' him into a morning buffet.

Down boy, he cautioned his cock and reminded himself why moving too early would be bad.

Though I definitely wouldn't mind partaking for the entire semester. A thrill of shock made him shiver. He hadn't had a thought like that in years. After every sexual encounter he was invariably bored, prompting him to move on to the next mistake. He had no reason to think a liaison with the big behemoth would be any different.

He scrambled inadequately to pull his addled wits into some kind of intelligent order. "What are you doing here?"

Abruptly Kurogane straightened and brushed past him. Fai breathed deeply as he went by, pulling that bright clean smell into his lungs. He turned as Kurogane slung his backpack over the main chair in the living room.

"I'm making sure that you're on time to class."

What the fuc-

"I like to be ahead of the class."

Fai didn't reply, his chin on his chest as he stared in open astonishment. The raven haired behemoth tilted his head towards the small kitchen before moving in that direction. "That smells good."

"That still doesn't explain why you're here," He stated severely, following, suppressing a shiver at the soft, silky voice.

Kurogane just looked at him for a long moment. "As my lab partner I thought we should be on the same shouldn't be late to class and all of our assignments should be done together."

Fai stared, nonplussed. "Together?"

"Yes." Kurogane turned to face him, standing in the doorway of the kitchen. "Together, unless there is a problem with that?"

"Yes, there is," Fai answered, taking a small step backwards. "I have a study group most afternoons," He lied swiftly. There was no way he was going to survive every afternoon with the behemoth. "So that would be improbable."

Kuro smirked. "I have practice anyway, so the evenings should be fine."

"Ummmm," Fai hummed. "That would be impractical. I have study sessions set up for the rest of the week and most likely they'll go well into the evenings so this plan is not going to work." Besides if he spent any more time alone with the raven he wasn't going to be able to control himself.

"I'm sure that we can get around that," Kuro parroted before turning back to the kitchen. "Now are you going to offer me breakfast before we leave?"

Knowing his face must be an expression in astonishment as he ladled huevos rancheros onto a plate for the raven and watched as his eyes fluttered in pleasure with the first bite.

"Mmmmhm, I bet you're as good as Mary." Dark eyes opened suddenly catching him in their depths. "What else can you do?"

Fuck like a back alley whore, he almost said but instead went with. "Who's Mary?"

"Our housekeeper, she keeps us out of trouble."

"I don't doubt it." This said dryly as Fai watched him devour the rest of the plate. He pushed his glass of orange juice towards the giant across the small table, his own appetite replaced by something infinitely darker. "Really what are you doing here?"

"I'm making sure that my lab partner and I pass our class with flying colors. I hear Mr. Reed is tuff. We need to say on top of him." He was tilted his head, holding Fai's gaze. "Anything else you want to know?"

How good are you in bed?

He was saved from his improper question by his phone belting out the song for his text alert. He turned suddenly, thankful for the interruption and snatched it up.

Let's meet in Kaza's room after school. Bring a change of clothes. And a sleeping bag. Don't get caught! We have a plan.

It was a group text from Uryuu and his interest was immediately piqued. He sent back a quick reply, the sound of running water returning him to his reality. He turned to find Kuro washing his dishes at the sink. He stared. He must have died and gone to heaven. That was the only excuse he could come up with for having a tall, stunning giant in his kitchen washing his own dishes.

"Ummmmm, I'm just going to grab my backpack so we can go."

He escaped to his room, his body heated. He blew his breath and leaned against the door. Fuck! How was he going to get through this semester? He wanted to fuck the devil already! Like right now. And therein lay his problem. Even as much as he wanted to try he didn't believe in longevity, not in this day and age. Fuck!

Steeling himself, he grabbed his backpack and headed back to the kitchen. Kuro was waiting for him patiently, the expression on his face inquiring.

"Aren't you going to eat?"

He waved. "No, I'm good. Let's go before Mr. Reed fails us."

By the end of class he was suffering from Kuro overload, his senses blown wide open from having to sit next to the vision of deliciousness and having to curb his flirtatious instincts. He was out of his seat the instant that Mr. Reed dismissed them, conveniently not hearing Kurogane's question. When he looked back at the classroom, the tall devil was surrounded by women. His heart dropped slightly at the sight.

Fuck!

Maybe he should just give up on having the dark behemoth period.

Yeah, that would be the best option.

The thought disheartened him and by the time that he met the group outside of Kaza's building he was feeling destructive. He wanted to destroy something. Demolish it. This called for a night out.

If only it weren't Tuesday.

But he was feeling slightly reckless. He could party and still go to class in the morning. Yeah, that was just the ticket. All he had to do was find an after hours spot and take care of his problem.

Uryuu was standing in front of Kaza's dorm, his stance slightly stiff. He gave him a look of pure vitriol. "What's wrong with you? You look as if someone stole your dog."

"For the second time this week," Fai quipped, brandishing his sleeping bag. "Now what's up with this plan of yours?"

"Zero's and I hope that it works. For a little while at least. I'll explain when we are all together. Hit Kaza and tell him to let us in."

ROTN

Naruto looked at the expectant faces filling the room. "So what's the plan?" He'd just gotten there, the hair on the back of his neck still standing on edge. He felt as if Sasuke was waiting around the corner ready to snatch him up.

Zero roused himself with a scowl. "We avoid them. Each night we stay in a different room and don't answer our phones. All we have to do is stay out of their grasps."

"Easy for you to say, " Naruto returned. "It feels like Sasuke has low jack on me."

"Strength in numbers." Zero looked over the room. "We provide each other support and for God's sake don't answer your phone," He reiterated as a ring tone chimed out. "Not unless it's one of us. And since we'll all be together we don't answer our phones. Period."

"I, for one think it's a great plan." Uryuu pushed his glasses up his nose. There's no way that Sasuke has low jack on you."

"Then why does it feel like it?" Naruto groaned. "He seems to find me everywhere."

"That's why we pick a room to sleep in every night. And we don't answer our phones," Zero insisted. "This at least gives us a chance to think."

Naruto rubbed at the dark hickey below his ear. "This had better work. Sasuke's going to be so pissed."

Uryuu smirked at him. "Doesn't that make it worth it?"

ROTN

The talked well into the night, all the lights out ordering take out pizza. The only hiccup was when a strong knock sounded at the door, right before Kaza's phone began to vibrate. Kaza looked stricken as he checked his phone. Uryuu held a finger up to his lips to signal for silence. All of them had had to suffer through the inevitable calls and all of them had gotten through them in their own ways. It had been unimaginably amusing to watch Naruto turn the color of the sun when his phone went off. Meeting the insufferable arrogant raven this morning, Uryuu could sympathize. But he'd managed not to answer, a fact that Uryuu was proud of having seen his withdrawal from the raven.

He, himself blocked his time with Ichigo, pushing it to the back of his mind, ignoring his aching bum. It felt like high school all over again.

Ichigo was going to be pissed.

He wished that the thought didn't cause him so much pleasure.

But there was going to be hell to pay later, he might as well enjoy it now.

ROTN

*Author hangs head in shame* Sorry no excuse but RL has gotten the better of me. I finally had to put my foot down and thumb my nose at it. Thank all who are still reading and following my stories! It won't take so long next time as I've started to get back to all of my stories.

Until Next Time….

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